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It was because she wasn’t important. He answered the call at his eting without any hesitation when he saw her number flashing.

It was because she wasn’t important. When he said hello several tis but didn’t hear her respond to him on the phone, instead hearing others yelling her na and arguing with her, he left his eting without any hesitation. He knew where she had her makeup done and shot promotional photos.

It was because she wasn’t important. He drove as fast as he could to get to the photography studio. After he got to the studio, he saw the shocking scene. He wanted to take revenge for her without even being conscious of it.

Lin Yi’s throat was tight. She couldn’t talk back to Gu Yusheng. She was scared of him and could only open her mouth wide, yet no words ca out.

Gu Yusheng didn’t want to waste his ti and ss with her. He threw the half broken stick on the floor, hard. He straightened his back and tidied up his clothes before he turned around and ran to Qin Zhi’ai.

When Qin Zhi’ai saw Gu Yusheng’s tall and muscular figure slowly approaching her, she was a little shocked. She hadn’t realized the real danger she had been in until she saw him walking up to her.

Gu Yusheng still had a bit of a mad look left on his face, though when he talked to Qin Zhai, his voice was gentle and slow. “Did you get hurt?”

Qin Zhi’ai looked at Gu Yusheng for a while before she shook her head. She said in a quiet voice, “No.”

Gu Yusheng was still worried, even when he heard her saying she was okay. He grabbed her arm and checked her body up and town. He breathed a sigh of relief silently after he made sure she was all right.

He rushed over to the studio and was shocked to see what was happening there.

He couldn’t have imagined until this mont what would have happened if he hadn’t gone there in ti or what would have happened if that stick had hit Qin Zhi’ai’s head.

Thinking of this, his eyes looked like they had fire in them.

Gu Yusheng looked down slightly to suppress the anger inside. He asked Qin Zhi’ai, “What did they do to you? Do you want to see her again? If you don’t, I can ask them to replace her with another actress, okay?”

Shouldn’t Gu Yusheng have investigated what had happened first? That would have been “the norm,” as Lin Yi said.

When Gu Yusheng had walked up to Liang Doukou, he had asked if she was hurt or if she had been wronged first, then had even offered to replace Lin Yi with a different actress.

No one at the studio was stupid. They all could tell how important Liang Doukou was to Gu Yusheng.

What had happened today would be on the news soon, maybe in as soon as an hour. When that happened, many people who wanted to business with the Gu Company would invest in Liang Doukou’s television show in different ways or invite her to do comrcials.

Zhou Jing thought of these, and her eyes brightened up.

No matter whether it had been for the sake of maintaining Liang Doukou’s good image or because he truly cared for Qin Zhi’ai, Zhou Jing felt it was enough. Lin Yi was so embarrassed that she would be a joke in the circle. Qin Zhi’ai didn’t feel like pushing her too hard, so she imdiately shook her head without any hesitation. “No.”

Seeing her look so serious, Gu Yusheng didn’t continue to give Lin Yi a hard ti. He changed the subject and asked gently, “Are you done with work?”

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